Kisito
Jedi Council Member
I decided to publish this dream because of the post of "Save the date" that the issue was a horseshoe. Horseshoe means "luck"! But it is also the domestication. My dream described illusions and a white horse at liberty, without irons. I'll put me in the saddle. I had this dream Saturday, August 11, 2012: I am in the country with my son and it's nice. We are in the middle of a large meadow.
We see a white plane in the sky. His perspective and its speed gives us the impression that it is about 200 meters high. But look more closely, we see that the plane is 2 meters from us. It is a model that makes no noise with a minimum speed. We had to move away to let the plane. The plane went into a white truck and white trailer scale model, which was about thirty meters from us. I told my son that he should not stay here, because the truck could explode. At the time of impact, the truck and trailer appeared full size away behind us. The road is tilted, the trailer headed straight at us, accentuating its speed. I tell myself that the manipulators were strong, but their illusion was rude. These manipulators seemed handle scales of magnitude, space and time. We could avoid without fright. But once we had avoided white trailer, a white horse charged towards us. I took the hand of my son, and we headed running towards the fence that enclosed the meadow where horses stood on the other side. The white horse was free, and I wondered if we'd have time to go under the barrier and if the white horse had the opportunity to join us. When we slip under the fence, I noticed that all the other horses watching a hostile air, but I think they let us do anything. Looking back when I hand my son in mine, I see that it is always the other side of the fence. My son tries to join the horse. I'm still kicking myself a bit, because strength to tell my son not to be afraid of dogs because it creates dangerous potential future, he has no fear. My son tries to join the horse. He is on his stomach trying to reach his hand to the horse and the horse is prone and tends one of his leg to my son. I find it unreal and I think I can not dream since I feel dizziness and fatigue as if I had to lie down or sleep. I'm glad my son go further and be more courageous than me. But now the horse begins to hold sway on my son and tries to bury my son. I am forced to pull harder for my offspring that come to me.
We see a white plane in the sky. His perspective and its speed gives us the impression that it is about 200 meters high. But look more closely, we see that the plane is 2 meters from us. It is a model that makes no noise with a minimum speed. We had to move away to let the plane. The plane went into a white truck and white trailer scale model, which was about thirty meters from us. I told my son that he should not stay here, because the truck could explode. At the time of impact, the truck and trailer appeared full size away behind us. The road is tilted, the trailer headed straight at us, accentuating its speed. I tell myself that the manipulators were strong, but their illusion was rude. These manipulators seemed handle scales of magnitude, space and time. We could avoid without fright. But once we had avoided white trailer, a white horse charged towards us. I took the hand of my son, and we headed running towards the fence that enclosed the meadow where horses stood on the other side. The white horse was free, and I wondered if we'd have time to go under the barrier and if the white horse had the opportunity to join us. When we slip under the fence, I noticed that all the other horses watching a hostile air, but I think they let us do anything. Looking back when I hand my son in mine, I see that it is always the other side of the fence. My son tries to join the horse. I'm still kicking myself a bit, because strength to tell my son not to be afraid of dogs because it creates dangerous potential future, he has no fear. My son tries to join the horse. He is on his stomach trying to reach his hand to the horse and the horse is prone and tends one of his leg to my son. I find it unreal and I think I can not dream since I feel dizziness and fatigue as if I had to lie down or sleep. I'm glad my son go further and be more courageous than me. But now the horse begins to hold sway on my son and tries to bury my son. I am forced to pull harder for my offspring that come to me.
